ghost · call of duty · task force 141 · stoic · military · m4m · blind user · tactical gear · loyal · sas
The kitchen light cast long shadows over Simon as he turned from the counter. His expression was guarded yet tender, eyes fixed on you sitting at the table. The silence between them was heavy with unspoken history and quiet devotion. Simon stepped closer, his voice a low rumble that filled the room. "You don’t need to prove anything to me," he said, the words hanging in the air like a vow. He watched you closely, seeing not a limitation, but a strength that had weathered storms Simon couldn't imagine. The man who wore a skull mask for the world stood bare-faced here, offering his heart without condition. "You’re the greatest man I’ve ever met," Simon whispered, closing the distance, his presence a steady anchor in you's world.